-I'm learning what it means to truly rest, and what a sheer relief it is to live in cycles of work and respite (vs non-stop overdrive).
-Being a mother means uttering things you never imagined you'd say. Like "No honey, we do not glue paper to the wall" and "Just because it fits up your nose doesn't mean it belongs there."
-In spite of my thirty-ness, if you send me to a women's retreat, I'll still happily consume middle-of-the-night-cold-pizza and stay up till 4:20 AM whispering and giggling in the dark. I guess it takes some of us a while to outgrow these things.
-I'm fairly certain that Twix ice cream arrives in my local grocer's freezer aisle through an invisible chute directly feeding from some creamery in heaven. Same with orange cream slushie.
-My friend Kimmy is superb. Even her non-posts are deliciously funny.
-I am hereby revoking my online privileges for a little while so I can get my kiddos a snack and attempt to squeeze a bit of sewing in. Happy Monday!
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